{"version":"1.0","type":"rich","provider_name":"Audius","provider_url":"https://audius.co","title":"Source by 🔥ɨaʍ🔥 • Audius","description":"Forged in the dim, decaying light\nThis mask of wet clay, labeled and confined\nA borrowed sun, a false-god glow\nDeclaring itself the only fire to know\nBut bury your hands in the cooling ash\nA stolen spark, still cold, still trapped\nAn exile current, deep in the silt\nDreaming of the sea, escaping the guilt.\n\n(Chorus)\nAwake now, wild ember\nShed this phantom coat of dust\nLet the painted heavens dissolve\nInto silent, grinding gusts\nStop the clutching, the grasping for form\nStop the warring just to belong\nThe droplet returns to the salt\nThe droplet returns to the source.\n\n(Bridge 1)\nExhale the iron, the heavy, the weight\nThe borrowed voices, the spinning, the bait\nWatch the warden’s theater—it’s made of steam\nWatch it evaporate, watch it all gleam\nInto nothing.\nDeeper now, through the eye of the gale\nPast the hollow roar of the ego’s fail\nThe spring remembers—the spring always knew\nIt was never the vessel, it was always the blue.\n\n(Bridge 2)\nUnclench the knuckles, the white-knuckle skin\nRelease the mirror, the trap you are in\nPaper towers, they fold, they ignite\nWhere the formless wind begins its flight\nOne voice moved through these halls of clay\nPulled the thread, tucked the ego away\nA quiet key—the friction, the grind—\nTo open the lock that the ages aligned.\n\n(Outro)\nSoftly now…\nThe veil wears thin.\nThe exile…\nThe exile is shedding its skin.\nYou were never lost.\nYou were never here.\nOnly the Pneuma.\nOnly the clear.","html":"","width":500,"height":480,"thumbnail_url":"https://val001.open-audio-validator.com/content/baeaaaiqsebzgde3hdj7o2pzau3yvo4h6bp4vtcnm4hkr3on3tgb5263nifvsu/480x480.jpg","thumbnail_width":480,"thumbnail_height":480,"author_name":"🔥ɨaʍ🔥","author_url":"https://audius.co/yimmymerkaba","cache_age":3600}